Swordsmanship Without Equal

Boom!

The young Star Saint named Rui Qing drew his sword. The power of his domain sword surged like fire, laws intertwining as it slashed toward Li Ye at more than eleven hundred times the speed of light.

The aura of a Ninth Tier Sword Domain at Great Perfection erupted, carving out a corner of the world in midair with magnificent force.

In the blink of an eye, his sword was before Li Ye.

"Brat, die!"

The blue-robed youth roared with his Primordial Spirit, fury blazing in his eyes and a savage grin curling his lips.

He was livid.

His status was lofty, his origins extraordinary. Wherever he went, he was treated like the moon among the stars, always welcomed as an honored guest. Yet today, in front of his clansmen, someone had nearly smashed his head with a single slap. Unforgivable.

The next moment, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

Li Ye shifted to one side, dodging the sword light slashing toward him.

Before the sword light could even hit the ground, two long, powerful fingers clamped onto the blade.

It froze in midair.

Two fingers had caught his domain sword?

What sort of profound cultivation was this?

How was it possible!

The blue-robed youth stared in a daze. Then a vicious look came over him, and he was about to shake his sword and shatter Li Ye's fingers.

"Emperor Sword Body!"

Li Ye said with a quiet reprimand.

Boom!

A peerlessly sharp aura suddenly erupted from within him. His spine shone, spilling dazzling colors, while a massive golden Heavenly Sword slowly appeared behind him.

The Heavenly Sword seemed solid, pressing down across past and present. The heavens darkened, the Great Dao rumbled, and reincarnation seemed on the verge of collapse.

The domain sword in the blue-robed youth's hand immediately began